Слова:
The Clash Prisoner The

AND I'M LOOKING FOR A MAN I'M LOOKING FOR A SIGN I DON'T WANNA BE THE PRISONER THE PRISONER LIVES IN CAMDEN TOWN SELLING REVOLUTION THE PRISONER LOADS

I'M LOOKING FOR A MAN I'M LOOKING FOR A SIGN I DON'T WANNA BE THE PRISONER THE PRISONER LIVES IN CAMDEN TOWN SELLING REVOLUTION THE PRISONER LOADS HIS

I'M LOOKING FOR A MAN I'M LOOKING FOR A SIGN I DON'T WANNA BE THE PRISONER THE PRISONER LIVES IN CAMDEN TOWN SELLING REVOLUTION THE PRISONER LOADS HIS

I'M LOOKING FOR A MAN I'M LOOKING FOR A SIGN I DON'T WANNA BE THE PRISONER THE PRISONER LIVES IN CAMDEN TOWN SELLING REVOLUTION THE PRISONER LOADS HIS

One, two, three, four Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine A little more every day Holding for a friend till the band do well Then the

, gather for the siege Encircling their foe, the raid begins Their revenge is sought through violence Smashing, killing, stabbing, pounding Iron weapons clash

souls To wander helplessly into the nothingness An evil force lies waiting there Alti casts her spell and closes in Bonded by death to defeat her Leave the prison

order is for murder And we've been there before The men in black are coming back To serve the killing floor No pity no surrender We take no prisoners

the hunter, you're my prey! Watching the clash between the forces below From up in the planes we're flying Survivors are taken as prisoners of war The